Continuing the epistles with another terzanelle.
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Musings
A wordy post about my approach to poetry
Poetry
I had something of an epiphany last weekend: I largely prefer hearing poetry recited to actually reading it. Continue reading
Iacta alae est (The die is cast) (A poem)
This poem, about Santos Laboy, who was killed in an encounter with Massachusetts State Police in June 2015, was originally written for the Lament for the Dead website. Since the site is no longer online (it was taken down last October), I thought I would repost. Fortunately, it still counts as an epistle. You can read my original post about the poem here.
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Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday,
Day 2 of hoping this doesn’t turn into a full-on cold…
Love,
Kevin
(17 February 2016)
When I want to get up for another cup of coffee, but am too warm and comfortable under the blankets (A poem)
Another small break from my series of epistles, this time largely due to my activities over the last few days.
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Dear Tuesday…
Dear Tuesday,
I know, you’re stuck with the Monday role this week. Next week, it’ll all be back to normal.
Love,
Kevin
(16 February 2016)
Our first date was on Valentine’s Day (A poem)
Back to the epistles again.
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Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
Another holiday? Oh, Monday…
Love,
Kevin
(15 February 2016)
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
That was a much better night’s sleep, despite the interrupting cats…
Love,
Kevin
(14 February 2016)
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
Why is it that these creatures who spend so much time sleeping are so good at interrupting my sleep?
Love,
Kevin
(13 February 2016)
